Draining Daddy- Chapter 1

Note : This story is completely fictional!

This is another daddy/daughter incest story, so I hope it does not bore anyone. I doubt it will, at least. 

The Beginning..... 

Liam O'Shane was casually relaxing in his bathtub, taking his wife's wise suggestion to soak for a while, when he saw the door open, and his wife enter the bathroom, with a hairdryer, and plug it into the socket. Okay, he thought, she is going to dry her hair, but, then he realized that her hair was not wet. Was the dryer for him? Men don't use hairdryers, right? 

"Maggie, what are you doing with that dryer?", he asked. 

Maggie turned to her hubby, with an evil look on her face, and rushed at him with the hairdryer, still plugged into the socket. Liam had a few seconds to realize that his wife was trying to electrocute him, and that he had to stop, in order to save his own life. Unfortunately for Maggie, before she could reach Liam, she tripped on the dryer's cord, and lost consciousness. Liam quickly grabbed a towel, dried himself, and unplugged the dryer, and called the police. He told them everything that had happened when they arrived. 

When she regained consciousness, Maggie found herself handcuffed to her hospital bed, with the police present. Liam was also there, along with his brother, Colin. 

"Mrs. O'Shane, I must inform you that you are under arrest for the attempted murder of your husband, Liam O'Shane, and that you will be incarcerated upon your release from this hospital. You have the right to remain silent, you have the right to an attorney, and if you cannot afford one, one will be appointed for you. You have the right to make one telephone call. If you relinquish those rights, anything that you say or do, can be held against you in a court of law. Do you understand these rights, as I have read them to you?", the officer spoke. 

Maggie nodded yes. 

As the months went by, the truth came out: Maggie had been having an affair with her co-worker, Jeff, and had tried to get him to do the murder, but he refused, forcing her to act, in the hope of collecting the insurance money. The combination of adultery and attempted murder, plus her callous ways, and Jeff's plea bargain, caused the prosecution to have an airtight, open-and-shut case against Maggie, and she was convicted with less than fifteen minutes of deliberation. The judge took a special opportunity to make her sentence seem the obvious one- 20 years to life. 

"Mrs. O'Shane, by your adultery, you proved disloyal and unfaithful to your husband, but, by your attempt to take his life, you proved disloyal and unfaithful to the law and justice needed for society to function. Your actions have also shamed me, as a woman. You have given every husband cause to look twice at his wife, for fear that she might murder him. You have undermined the trust necessary to a good marriage. It is therefore my duty to sentence you to spend a minimum of 20 years in the state women's penitentiary, and a maximum term of the remainder of your natural life. Bailiff, take the prisoner into custody." 

Liam would have divorced Maggie, but he was a devout Catholic, so he could not do that. That did not prevent him from finding new partners, but it would be a while before that, because he had a 6 year old daughter to raise by himself now. He never visited Maggie's prison, nor did he permit his daughter to have any contact with her despicable mother, for fear that her evil would rub off on her. 

10 years later..... 

Dora O'Shane was finally at an age where she could take care of herself for a larger part of the time, and not require a babysitter, so Liam at last felt safe dating again. In the meantime, he had finally divorced Maggie, since his experience had caused him to lose his faith in any kind of God or gods. No God could allow him to be tricked and almost murdered by his wife, could he? If God did exist, he would have a lot of explaining to do to Liam's daughter, who had grown up without a mother for a decade. 

Speaking of Dora, Liam was trying to make her aware of some things, as ideas or principles to live by, especially as they applied to sex. 

On her 18th birthday, after the inevitable party, Liam sat Dora down and talked to her a bit. 

"Honey, you know that I have been dating again recently, and I hope to find someone new. I hope that you find the man for you, or the woman, if you're gay, but it may not happen soon, and, in fact, you will probably have your heart broken a few times before it does. Don't be afraid to tell me stuff, and bear in mind, that sex is something that is up to you, not me or your friends. I naturally want to protect my daughter from a broken heart, but I have to let you experience life for yourself, to find yourself, not what I might desire for you. A father is doomed to be somewhat irrational with his daughter. 

When you want to lose your virginity, lose it then, not sooner than that, or later. No one but you has the right to decide when you become sexually active. Also, remember that condoms are a wise approach to sex at your age, especially sex with someone that you don't necessarily love. The pill is good, too, but that only prevents pregnancy, while condoms reduce the danger of HIV or STDs. 

Be aware that some people like different things, and don't be afraid to try them, but don't let them force you into it. You might consider swinging too, as an alternative to monogamy, but if your partner sneaks around, tell me, so I can kick him in the ass. It's only ethical to get some on the side, if both partners know and agree to it." 

"Well, I don't think that I could share a guy, so I won't expect him to share me, either." 

"Well, that is up to you and him. Just do what makes you happy, but consider your partner's needs too. Nothing is as it should be, unless it's mutual." 

"Thank you, Daddy. I know that it's hard for you to talk about this with me, because I'm your daughter, but thank you for doing it. How did you know that I'm still a virgin, though?" 

"Because you claim to be, and I take you at your word." 

"Thank you, Daddy. Your trust means a lot to me. I just don't know who I'd date, though. None of the boys my age interest me. I want to have sex, but not with some illiterate punk! I want a more mature guy than my classmates." 

"I hope that you get one. Maybe it will be easier for you, since we live in Massachusetts, and the age of consent here is 16. That should give you a better chance with the college age guys." 

"Yeah, at least college age, Daddy- I can't stand teenage boys!" 

"What about teenage girls?" 

"Well, the boys catch up with the girls by my age, and I am not a lesbian." 

"Well, I'm glad that we talked, and sorted this out. I know more about you, and you know what I think about sex and love." 

The next Saturday, Dora came into the garage, and noticed that her dad was very sweaty from the heat. She also noticed that the smell of his sweat was a pleasant, not an unpleasant, odor to her, plus she got strangely excited from viewing him work hard on removing some junk from the garage, throwing it into the trash or the recycling can. His muscular figure, as he worked bare-chested, showed off, and he had no idea how aroused Dora was becoming. She had to get his attention somehow. 

"Daddy, do you want something cold from the fridge? You look hot and sweaty, is why I asked." 

"Yes, please, dear. Bring me some beer, if you don't mind." 

Dora rushed back into the kitchen to get the beer. Her daddy deserved to be catered to this way, since he worked as an EMT, sometimes dealing with pagers interrupting him in times of medical distress. He was working hard, in a stressful profession, so he deserved some royal treatment. He was her father, and he had always taken care of her. Nothing had distracted him from being the dad to his girl. Not once in her 18 years had she been hungry at night, or homeless. 

She had never noticed him dating in the past decade, so how did he deal with the frustration? Did he play with himself, as she did? If so, when might she catch him doing it? A large part of her now wanted to see her daddy pleasure himself, at least partly because she wanted him to have some kind of happiness. He had been her only parent for ten years, both mom and dad to her, and she now understood how hard that was on him. 

He deserved to be happy, didn't he? Anyway, she knew that he would make a great lover for whoever had him, and she wished that she could be sure that her future partner was as good as her dad. She seriously worried that he wouldn't- that, after her dad, she was ruined for other men. 

It was now occurring to Dora that her dad was a man, with sexual needs, just like other men, and she was sad that she had no way to help him over his frustration. Somehow, she had to find him a woman, to satisfy him. He deserved a lover, and she would be "daddy's little helper" that way, at least.

Dora O'Shane got her daddy his beer quickly, and hurried back to the garage. As she saw her bare-chested father, whom she always called "Daddy", even at her age, she stared at his muscular form while handing him his ale. 

"Here, Daddy, I've got your bottle of beer for you. It's nice and cold, too." 

"Thanks, sweetie. You're quite helpful today. In fact, you've been very helpful lately. That means alot to me, ya know." 

"Thank you, Daddy. I try to be good for you, because you've done so much for me, all by yourself. You've even done without girls to raise me, and I really feel grateful to you for that." 

"Oh, baby, that's the past, and I'm able to date now, so I don't resent my girl for coming first in my life. You're very special." 

"Thank you, Daddy." 

"You're welcome, Dora." 

"Daddy?" 

"Yes, Dora?" 

"Can I try some beer? I know I'm too young legally, but I won't tell on you." 

"Well, very well, but I can't promise that you'll like it." 

"Okay, Daddy." 

Just then, Dora shocked Liam by grabbing his bottle of beer, tossing it back, and drinking from it. Liam was annoyed at that, and she gave him a look that showed some mischief. 

"Dora, that's not right, or sanitary. You should get your own bottle, not drink out of mine." 

"Sorry, Daddy, but I wanted to drink after you." 

"That's dangerous." 

"Not really, for me. I'm not afraid of catching something from you." 

"Hold still, anyway. You need to be punished." 

Liam swatted her twice on the butt, and she responded by taking yet another swig from his drink. He smacked her again, but then she rubbed her butt against his hand while it was there, and even sighed a bit with arousal. 

"Dora's that not right. This is supposed to be a penalty- a spanking, not a massage." 

She didn't say anything to him, replying instead with a tongue kiss. Liam reacted once more with complete shock. The greatest shock, naturally, came from the fact that he was sexually aroused by her kiss and her teasing. His own daughter was turning him on, and she knew it! 

"Dora, it's not proper for a daughter to french kiss her father." 

"Well, I'm not sorry. I wanted to kiss you, because I want you, Daddy. I love you." 

"I love you, too, dear, but that's the love a father has for his daughter, not a man for his lover." 

"Well, I love you both ways. I want to be your girlfriend, not just your daughter." 

"Honey, that's illegal, taboo, and dangerous. We would have deformed kids. Besides, I've become a swinger, and I don't think that you can handle that." 

"Maybe, maybe not, but I'm still gonna get you. You're gonna be my 
boyfriend, one way or the other." 

"No, I'm not, as much as I love you. You need someone closer to your age." 

"I don't care about that." 

"Well, you're grounded, Dora, until you cut out this nonsense of trying to be my girlfriend. It's only a crush, anyway. It will pass." 

"The hell it will! I love you, Daddy, and I'm in love with you, and I will be, no matter how long you ground me, so it's pointless to do so." 

"That remains to be seen."

The grounding, as it turned out, backfired, and Liam was starting to realize it, the 2nd day into it, when Dora showed no irritation with being forced to stay home, instead of staying out with her friends. She was quite happy, in fact, to be home with her daddy, alone with the man she loved. She did all of her chores quickly, so she could snuggle up to him in front of the TV. He couldn't, fairly, add more chores, and he didn't want to be negligent, but her constant presence made it clear that she was still refusing to take no for an answer. 

When it was time for her to go to bed, she simply sat there, refusing to move. 

"Dora, it's your bedtime, now." 

"Okay, Daddy, do you want the right side of the bed, or the left?", she said, giggling. 

"I want this bed for myself, yours for you." 

"Oh, Daddy, that's no fun! How am I supposed to hump you, if you sleep in a different bed?" 

"You're not, and you know that." 

"But, Daddy, you enjoyed that kiss too- I could tell! Just admit that you want your daughter, okay, and I will return to being your obedient girl." 

"That's enough backtalk, young lady, so go to bed, or I'll have to spank you!" 

"I wish! I don't think that you would do that, because you know that I would enjoy it!" 

"How the hell did you get like this? Sassy, kinky, and determined to seduce your own father?" 

"I just am this way, probably due to my horny dad!" 

"That's quite enough of that." 

"Daddy, I'm not leaving you alone about this. As a matter of fact, I'm not leaving this bed, period. You're gonna have to physically remove me from it." 

Liam took her up on that challenge, walking around to the other side of the bed, and lifting her, but she promptly used that move to wrap her legs around him. She was holding onto him before he knew it, and then she planted yet another tongue kiss on him. She followed that act by pulling him down on top of her. It was pointless. He had a stronger body, but she was younger, more energetic, and more determined. 

She reached down to her nightgown, pulled it up, and then yanked his gym pants down. He was lying on top of his daughter, missionary-style, as she grabbed his ass-cheeks, held onto him with her legs and thighs, and moved her pussy up to meet his dick. 

Liam's excitement seized control of him, like some kind of demonic force. He plunged his cock into his daughter's sex, burying it inside her womanhood, which proved to be virgin indeed. He continued penetrating her in several strokes, steadily raising his pace. She adapted herself to the new, wonderful feeling, which was enhanced by a sense of success. She had won this round, for certain. He was taking her virginity! 

"Oh my God, Daddy, this is so great!" 

He kept sliding his dick in and out of his daughter's cunt, well aware that she had tricked him into this act. Even so, he was definitely enjoying it, even if he wondered whether the proper parental relationship could be restored. 

Suddenly, he felt a barrier break, and Dora screamed from some pain. He saw blood on his dick, and he knew that he had broken her hymen. She had been deflowered by him- her own father. He looked a bit embarrassed, but she showed no shame or regret, let alone remorse. 

"See, Daddy, I was right. You're usually right about things, but I was right this time. You want me, Daddy, just like I want you. I will do anything for you, Daddy, and I'll gladly obey every rule except one: I will not obey your silly order to stop trying to seduce you. I will seduce you, Daddy, whenever I need sex, or I notice that you need sex. I will fuck you, Daddy, every chance I get!" 

Liam was too exhausted that night, from work and sex, to say much, falling asleep, but he awoke to find Dora sitting on his face. 

"Good morning, Daddy! I took the liberty of riding your face, since you didn't eat me out last night. I know, it was too unexpected to do foreplay, but next time will be better." 

"There is no next time, now, get off my face!" 

"I know you're mad at me, and yourself for loving it so much, but, please don't talk like that, Daddy! I want to have a proper sexual relationship with you, and like I said last night, that's the only way I will disobey, by refusing to let it go. I don't care about your penalties, as long as I get to make love to you. I don't care about the others. I just want to be your girl, and I will do whatever it takes to be that." 

"Honey, you are my girl, but..." 

"No, buts, Daddy! I'm either your girl, or I'm not!" 

"You're my girl, but it's..." 

"Not as simple as that? I disagree. I want you to be my lover, and I'm not leaving you or this house, ever!" 

"Think you can really accept my other partners?" 

"I didn't know at first, in fact, I doubted it, but what matters to me is being your lover, not being monogamous. Whatever it takes, I'm your girl, period!" 

Liam still did not agree to her plan, but, for the moment, she was able to use his sleepiness to her advantage. She leaned over, and began licking his cock, to get him further aroused. She knew that she was not going to give up, whatever the price. Daddy's cock was hers, and her pussy belonged to him.